One more click puts the volume to the max. He observes the room, silently sitting in the corner, jumping from one group of people to the next. A notebook lays open on the table next to a black cup of coffee, and the tool that controls the exposure of his innermost thoughts. Another sip of… Read More 004 (interlude)
I embrace this dark party of one. Thoughts raced as if it’s the final lap of the season, pursuing a title that is coveted by few Yet, claimed by many. The idea of “home” seems far and distant, however, home is only 5 minutes down the street. a constant confrontation with my whole hearted chase… Read More 003.